She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

Rated 18+ for lesbian sex scenes and crude language. Paris Carter has been bullied for her size and out of place because she was taller than most boys. However, she was untouchable considering the fact that she was Bleu Ivy's best friend. That's the only reason people even knew her name. Stunning, popular, and rich, Bleu Ivy (NOT Beyoncé and Jay's daughter) had it all. She protected her best friend, had a supportive group of friends, excelled in school, and had her future all planned out. Everything was fine. Wrong. Paris disappeared without a trace for one exact year. And she came back...Different. A lot of changes can happen in a year. From besties to ex-best friends, from an ordinary girl to a princess of her own country, from platonic love to lust: Bleu's senior year isn't as ordinary as she expected. "You're a WHAT?!" "A princess."

What happens when your fictional boyfriend becomes your real boyfriend? Soon I see some new kids walk into the classroom when my eyes get caught on the back of this one guy's head. I quickly turn my face away and look at my desk. I hear someone sit next to me and I glance over to see who it is. He was looking at me. My eyes widened. No way. This isn't possible.The boy holds his hand out to shake. "Hello, My name is Tristen. And you are?" Skylar thinks she is crazy when her favourite fictional character from her favourite book series walks into her class room. She tries making up excuses and just thinks it's a coincidence. She didn't think it was possible. But as she starts to get to know Tristen more and as she starts to fall with him, she soon realizes that he could really be fictional. Is he fictional or is it just a coincidence? And if he's fictional, What would happen to their relationship? And what else could possibly be going on? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED! PLEASE DO NOT TAKE, STEAL, OR ADAPT MY IDEA OR BOOK WITHOUT PERMISSION AS THE CHARACTERS AND IDEA IS MINE AND BELONGS TO ME